Daddy's Cock Forever Ch. 05

"So, the ... eight of us, are to be a group ... Elisabeth, this does mean that you have to sign the contract like the rest of us and submit ultimately to my authority. It also means picking a spouse and at least one official paramour. There's only one single man left here: Roger Stanfield. He has no blood ties to you. I suggest, nay I command, that you two get hitched. Then you can pick your first paramour, just as he already picked his, namely my wife Cassie. Roger, looks like you're no longer the odd-man-out, doesn't it?" I laid down the law and was pleased at Elisabeth's response.

"Are you kidding me? A dreamboat like Roger as my husband? Fucking take me as your bride, Roger, honey! As for submission, God, yes! It sounds so ... deliciously wild and wanton. As for the contract, of course, I'll sign. As for my first paramour, well, is it okay to choose Dad, even though he can't ... you know. I mean, I love sex with each of you, but the idea of a paramour that I get to peg a lot ... that's a major turn-on. I don't think that he has a formal paramour as such, does he?" Elisabeth licked her lips now.

"He doesn't in that sense, you're right about that ... until now. That's a beautiful idea, though someone will have to step in to impregnate you on his behalf. But there's no rule against a wife taking a eunuch for a paramour. Though I have to warn you that the injections will cease until further notice. I'm not going to do it this month. At all. I want to experiment a little ... and I will decide if and when the trial period is over.

"But while it lasts, Dietrich Guttmacher will continue to lose testosterone and with it, virility, muscle tone, some of his physical aggression, not that he has much, but you get the idea. He'll start to get a little heavier, too. Are you content to have me exercise so much power over your paramour and his body, particularly since he's the only father that you've ever known?" I put Elisabeth on the spot, but to her credit, she didn't flinch.

"Sure, because it makes everyone happy, especially him. Did you see the way that his face brightened up when you suspended his hormone injections? Daddy ... he wants this. He wants to become weaker, more servile, more sensitive, I believe. It thrills him to his core. He's been eager for this, to service women mostly with his tongue and his asshole. Worse comes to worse, he can always strap on a dildo with a thigh harness to properly fuck women," Elisabeth licked her lips now before planting a very wet and sloppy kiss on her own father's mouth.

"Well, not to hurt any feelings, but it was clear to both Dieter and I for a very long time that his gifts in the bedroom were never on the penetration side of things. I still miss it in some ways, the physical bonding that comes from being taken by the father of my son ... but it's also a relief in some ways. His talents lay elsewhere, with his tongue ... and yes, his highly spankable ... and fuckable ... ass.

"This was just cuckolding and SPH carried to a radical new extreme. It was his way to ensure that I was pleasured as the Goddess that I am and that his own personal ego didn't get in the way. I applaud and adore him even more for that," Samantha encouraged this increasing trend toward relegating male-on-female penetration to Dietrich Guttmacher's past.

"It's been a long time coming, as they say. I just ... don't want to mess with it anymore, not that I have any say about it. It's time to put that behind me for good. My fucking days are done. It's time to just relax and let others use me as they deem fit. I'm the fuckee, not the fucker. Don't get me wrong. I enjoy the feeling of Mistress Samantha's warm cunt bathing my little prick ... but well...

"I enjoy even more the idea that she is free from any sense of conjugal duty to put up with the mess, fuss, and bother of letting me fuck her for a little bit, only to cum very fast and not really satisfy her. She doesn't have to worry anymore about putting up with encounters that were less and less frequent and never the most satisfying part of our marriage or sex life.

"I can focus on serving her ... and you ... and others, including my daughter, as they deserve. I was born to bend over for others, suck and lick them, and grovel at their feet. I am a natural thrall, eunuch, pussy boi, bottom bitch, etc. I live to serve and obey others, do their bidding, be at their beck and call. I was made to serve ... to submit ... to surrender to the will of other, more aggressive and dominant souls," Dieter made it plain to all and sundry that he was very cool with his new fate.

"To be honest ... I have a ... confession of my own. In some ways, it's similar to Dad's, but not entirely. I want ... to be ... what I truly am. After experiencing sex as a man ... and seeing how it looks for women ... I realized ... that's me. I AM A WOMAN! I'm Billie, not Billy. I want to ... transition. I still want Amy as my wife ... but I want to be her wife, too. I want this to be ... a lesbian marriage, Amy," Amy's spouse shocked us all.

"You're ... transgender? Oh, baby, it's okay ... I always felt that you had a softer, feminine side. Now I know why. It's okay, baby ... we're good. I'll be your wife ... and you'll be mine. I hope that you realize that this makes Daddy my main man, but deep down, we all already knew that he was. Maybe that was part of the appeal ... subconsciously. Someone who wasn't a rival or replacement for Daddy. So, you'd still ... give up your balls, like your old man, but for different reasons," Amy urged her spouse with kisses to Billie's face.

"So, I have two daughters now instead of one of each. I can live with that. Elisabeth, do you accept Billie as your sister instead as your brother, Billy? I think that she'll make a very pretty lady, too. You're right, Amy. Billie always had that girly side to her. Finally, the woman inside has broken free of her masculine cage and is able to strut her way on the catwalk of life. I still love you, my sweet Billie, my elder daughter," Samantha assured us that she approved and accepted her new daughter.

"Of course, she's my sister! I love her to pieces! I just wish that we had known sooner, so I could have gone shopping with her, traded clothes, played dress-up, etc. Still, we can do those things now and then, whenever permitted clothes, that is," Elisabeth beamed as she signed the family covenant at last.

"And I naturally approve," I grinned and winked at Billie, who blushed at being treated more as the lady that she was instead of the guy she presented to others, "and sure, there will be times for my daughter-in-law and her sister to do that kind of thing ... but don't exclude the other women of the household. Well, Roger, how about it? I know that in the past, very recently, you've been jaundiced on marriage, but perhaps Fraulein Elisabeth Guttmacher here can bring you around."

"She definitely can ... wow ... she is ... stunning! I still think of myself as a fuckboy, though not in a pejorative sense, but well... , " Roger blushed now.

"You're MY fuckboy, honey! You're going to love being married to me, dear! For one thing, my paramour's a eunuch, so your odds of knocking me up are somewhat greater, not that there's anything wrong with non-eunuch paramours, such as you are to Cassie!

"For another, I really want to fuck you ... a lot! And I will. I'll be a very good wife, a very happy and proud Mrs. Elisabeth Stanfield! And Cassie, I guess that this makes me your step sister-in-law! A formal member of the family!" Elisabeth told them while playing with her new fiance's dick.

"I never liked the hypocrisy of judging guys as 'fuckboys,' while entire articles celebrate 'fuckgirls,' you know. That makes no sense, is pure hypocrisy, typical of most Third and Fourth Wave feminism these days. It's rather disgusting, if you ask me, such double standards.

"I don't recall the magazine, and it doesn't matter, because there's a shit-ton of them around, that speaks of being a 'fuckgirl' as a good thing, but still considers being a 'fuckboy' as a bad thing. Well, that's just plain hypocrisy and stupidity. If there weren't fuckboys, how would fuckgirls get laid?" I chuckled now, dismissing the dumbassery of social media dating culture.

"Well, it's like those asshats who bemoan the end of 'real dating,' as if we shouldn't just think 'good riddance' to a stupid, wasteful, anachronistic ritual in which one person pays a total stranger to sit and lie to him? Well, pays her with food and drink ... and often transportation. 'Real dating' can kiss my cute, blonde ass, Daddy!" Amy told me as she sucked face with me.

"Yeah, speaking as a former hypocrite, I'm so over that crap! And I'm very happy to see my BROTHER get engaged! Bro, let's just stop that silly 'step' nonsense altogether already, okay? You're my brother, plain and simple. We've always been close, you and I. Dan will always come first with me, but with Elisabeth, you have someone for whom YOU will always come first, I do believe.

"Congratulations, bro! I'm so very happy for you ... both of you! Elisabeth, my brother is a great guy ... treat him very well, because I know where you live! Same goes for you, bro! Treat your missus very well!" my wife embraced both her brother and his fiancee ... Billie's own sister ... very tightly to her chest.

"Okay, any other issues ... then? If not, we can adjourn and get to the fucking orgy that we all clearly want so much to do! Well?" I asked them now.

"Alright, then ... it's time to get busy fucking someone, and we'll start with you!" I grabbed my daughter and began ramming her all over again.

From the look of sheer delight on my Amy's face ... she had definitely hoped that I would kick it off with her, though she also wanted to share me with the rest of the tribe. Well, I thought, I will certainly do that. Especially as I still needed to properly make Billie my slut, too. It was just that there was an order for these things ... daughter first, then wife, then daughter-in-law, etc. As much as I adored Cassie, Amy would always be the most special person in my life as long as I lived. She was Daddy's girl, after all.